what I do want


much thought and words, feelings explored
it's what I want that that I conclude
the taste and smell of a loved & loving man
his scent and touch and sensibility
a sexual man, that he must be
but not by his desires ever ruled
his desires to his feelings and emotions tied
a man of masculine demeanor
who in love gives up control
a man whose beauty inside and out
make my desires burn
so that my lips desire to savor his taste
And my manhood to rise and his most intimate penetrate

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